Zhan Xiaocheng's expression was cold, he looked at the girl struggling in the water indifferently, raised his eyebrows mockingly, twisted his two fingers to extinguish the smoke, turned around indifferently, and walked towards the glass door in front of him.

"Uncle Seven......

Behind him was the faint call of the girl.

Zhan Xiaocheng frowned irritably, his eyes were cold, but his steps paused slightly.

It was only a second, and then he walked away.

How could he be played with such a little trick in the palm of his hand?

In the pond, Ruan Qing was like a floating duckweed, and in the chaotic and blurred eyes was the tall and slender figure of the man, gradually moving away.

The fear of imminent death hit, and the cold water rushed to her lungs, filling her chest more and more, and her consciousness began to drift as she struggled to breathe.

Gradually, his body became heavier and heavier as if it had been filled with lead, and little by little it sank deeper into the pool.

The glasses slipped off as the body sank and sank.

The cloudy and faint light faded into the pupils little by little, and the head buzzed, leaving only a cold darkness.

Eventually, unable to hold it any longer, she slowly closed her eyes.

Is this the end of this life?

It's okay, God gave her a chance to reunite with him again, and she was satisfied......

In a trance, a heavy force fell on her slender and thin waist.

Her body seemed to be shaken violently, the force was too great, and the pain made her regain a trace of consciousness, and she slowly opened her eyes.

In front of the chaotic eyes was a man's face.

It's Zhan Xiao City......

Illusions?

Ruan Qinghua's eyes widened and gradually became congested, and when he opened his mouth, water poured into his nose again, and his remaining breathing was almost exhausted.

Zhan Xiaocheng hugged Ruan Qinghua's waist with one hand, shook her shoulder with the other, and when he saw that she was unconscious, he hurriedly buckled her whole person in his arms and swam towards the pool.

……

The lips are soft to the touch, clear and soft, comfortable and indulgent.

This feeling is familiar......

In the blurred vision, Ruan Qinghua seemed to see Zhan Xiaocheng...... Kissing her.

So gentle, and so eager......

In the past, he had kissed her so gently, but every time she resisted his kiss very much, the more she hid, the stronger he became, and every time he pressed her in his arms and kissed her soft and obedient like a little sheep before he would let her go.

Sometimes, she doesn't cooperate and makes a lot of trouble, and he has a way to make her fall into confusion and let him take what he wants.

"Hmm......"

Between his lips and teeth, his clear breath spread into her heart little by little, and her consciousness became clear little by little.

The face of the man in front of him gradually became clear, it was Zhan Xiaocheng.

He was wet, and his lips were pressed against hers......

Realizing that everything in front of her was not an illusion, Ruan Qinghua's eyes widened suddenly.

He's kissing her?

Ruan Qinghua hurriedly raised his hand to push him, but he couldn't use any strength, but he bit his lip with a slight mouth.

After being bitten on his lips, Zhan Xiaocheng froze, and noticed that the girl in his arms who had passed out just now woke up, so he let go of her lips.

He raised his hand to stroke the messy hair and water droplets sticking to the girl's face, but he was also slightly stunned when he saw the appearance of the girl in his arms.

A girl without glasses, the goose egg face is thin and petite, the contour lines are soft, and the facial features are as soft and beautiful as finely carved jade.

The skin is as delicate and white as a shelled egg, especially the big eyes are as bright as the stars at midnight.

Such a stunningly beautiful girl is completely like the rustic girl with big glasses.